Poison's eyes go all soft when he sees the coffee. "The best," he mumbles as he takes the mug and holds it under his nose for a moment. He breathes the fumes contentedly, then remembers Jack said something about 'everything.' He looks at the tray and adds a tiny bit of cream, just enough to make the coffee turn a different shade, then he adds a few teaspoons of sugar.
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Date: 2016-05-02 01:41 am (UTC)